Song Jiawen had no idea that after the battle at the café, her already considerable fame at the physics department soared even further.
"Did you hear? Our department's belle really packs a punch when she hits someone."
"Yeah, one plateful isn't enough, she goes for another."
"Such disrespect, such disrespect!"
"Wouldn't dare pursue, wouldn't dare pursue..."
The boys in the physics department, who had been somewhat tempted by her, were now keeping their distance.
The next day in class, Xue Weisong, her desk mate, asked her about the incident. Song Jiawen was a bit impatient to bring it up again, and just as she turned her head, she saw Xia Shi seemingly walking toward them, she took the opportunity to tilt her chin up, "He's looking for you."
